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Chapter 32

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    After hearing this, Uncle Chang nodded.

    "In addition, I reckon that my fianc¨¦e Lin Miaoshu's family may start to counterattack secretly and put pressure on the Zheng Group. Uncle Chang will take care of the Import and Export Department, and the customs declaration must not be wrong."

    As expected, Uncle Chang's eyes lit up: "How much do we let go?"

    Currently, the Zheng Group is jointly managed by two uncles of Zheng Jinxian.  He has been "depressed" since the death of his parents, while his grandfather is old, weak and sick, and lives in the ward for a long time.

    After the two uncles took office, there was a big change in the top management of the group.  It's not good for the unknown middle-level to be promoted suddenly and show off.

    Zheng Jinxian watched coldly, not knowing that the two uncles had secretly ambushed so many spies in the group.  Well now, it's all exposed.

    Neither of the two uncles is a generation of rich people. Although Zheng's group has not made a fortune, it has developed quite steadily in the current difficult environment.

    Now, he "unintentionally" annoyed his fianc¨¦e Lin Miaoshu. According to his plan, the proud Miss Lin should post a hot search for "breakup" that night.

    How do you know, 24 hours have passed, Miss Lin's place is still quiet.  It's definitely not Miss Lin's style to be so pretty.

    He thought with regret that it seemed that Miss Lin had some difficulties and was unwilling to make a big deal out of it.  It is impossible to be deflated silently.  Since Miss Lin is unwilling to take the initiative to break up, she will definitely put pressure on the Zheng Group secretly, and then force Zheng Jinxian to come to apologize and coax others.

    Will he come to the door to apologize and coax people?

    Thinking of this, Zheng Jinxian couldn't help but smile coldly.

    Chen Chengcheng drove away on the front foot, and Zheng Jinxian also left on the back foot.

    The two cars drove in opposite directions, each heading towards its own destination.

    The so-called "light meal" is just a term.

    In the end, Chen Chengcheng took the horsetail sheep to a Tibetan restaurant called "Zang Yi".  Chen Chengcheng found this expensive western restaurant for the ponytail sheep.

    In Chen Chengcheng's small notebook, he secretly wrote down a lot of similar restaurants.

    He privately thought that a fashionable girl with petty bourgeois sentiments like Ponytail Sheep loved Western food in her heart.  In the quiet atmosphere, dim lights, and fancy decorations in the western restaurant, there is beauty that he cannot see.  It doesn't matter if he can't see it, as long as the ponytail sheep can enjoy it.

    It doesn't matter if he doesn't like pretentious and dry western food, as long as the horsetail sheep like it.

    The ponytail sheep chewed a bean that was almost boiled, cut off a small piece of bloody steak, looked at it again and again, and finally gave up trying: "Next time, let's enjoy the Chinese restaurant."

    Chen Chenggong felt relieved immediately: "Ah! Good!"

    "I'm really not used to this so-called authentic western restaurant." Mawei Yang said apologetically.  Her showing of weakness made him ecstatic.  Surprised, he pulled the ponytail sheep's dinner plate: "Let's go! Let's change!"

    Changed to a Soviet-style noodle shop, the thin noodle strands can be seen in the clear soup with oily oil and chopped scallions.  This bowl of hot noodles soothed the stomach of the ponytail sheep very well.

    "This is much better than pasta." Ponytail Sheep praised.

    There was a strange light in Chen Chengcheng's eyes.  He felt that his love for the ponytail sheep had grown to a higher level.

    No matter what feelings Chen Chengcheng has in his heart, for the sake of long-term plans, he has to take it easy and keep it in his heart honestly.

    After lunch, Chen Chengcheng sent the ponytail sheep to the Olympic Park.

    "You've been busy all morning with me, you can do your own thing in the afternoon."

    Chen Chengcheng wanted to defend himself, but he suddenly remembered that there were more than a dozen mortgage payments due yesterday, and six of them were delayed in repayment.  He wanted to track down the reason.

    "Okay." He readily agreed.

    "I have an appointment tomorrow morning, you don't need to come find me."

    "Who is it?"

    "A pregnant woman."

    "Xiao Yao."

    "Um."

    "good."

    After all, he is a fellow villager who has known each other for 12 years. Over the years, he has seen her every now and then, and is familiar with everyone in her life circle.  Although they haven't talked to Yao Qingxin much, they still know each other.

    Yao Qingxin looks quite youthful, but he is actually quite snobbish.  Her snobbery is not reflected in the worship of money, but in the worship of appearance.

    This annoyed Chen Chenggong even more.

    His looks are given by his parents, so he can't do much.  You can't force this rough old man to have plastic surgery, can you?

    Fortunately, the horsetail sheep has a pair of angel-like eyes, which can always see throughLook beyond the surface to see the essence.  He had seen with his own eyes how many talented and handsome guys from the Academy of Fine Arts confessed their love to Mawei Yang, and were turned a blind eye by Mawei Yang and outright disgusted them.

    But close to Mo Zhehei, his ponytail sheep, don't be led astray by classmate Yao Qingqing.

    After walking a few steps, Chen Chengtian looked back at the ponytail sheep worriedly.

    Only the back of the horsetail sheep was seen.

    That youthful, lively figure seems to be poured with beauty and vitality.

    well.  Chen Chengcheng sighed heavily.  It will be good when you can catch up.

    After saying goodbye to Chen Chengcheng, Mawei Yang returned to her glass studio on the top floor of Olympic Source.

    The signboard of Yun Studio in Sky Farm is placed on the easel and placed in the painting altar at the entrance of the studio.  The floating dust on the porcelain white signboard was carefully wiped off by Chen Ruhua.  The signboard is clean and flawless, and against the backdrop of green grass, it is dazzlingly white.

    Just as Ponytail Sheep was ready to enter the studio, Yao Qingxin called.

    "My leave slip has been approved. I'll come to you now."

    After finishing speaking, she hung up by herself.

    ?Ponytail Sheep held the phone, feeling bad, Sister Yao was coming to give a lecture.

    For a moment, she wanted to find an excuse to delay the inconvenience, but then she thought again, what should come can't be stopped.  It's all an exercise, if you win the debate against Sister Yao, you will be able to win the debate against your mother.  Today, my mother is still in the dark.

    After taking a long breath, Maweiyang called Chen Ruhua and told her that it was a little inconvenient today, and asked her not to come to work.  Chen Ruhua, who was about to go out, read the news, and her heart sank unsteadily: Could it be that Chen Chengcheng succeeded?  While panicking, I heard the voice of my daughter talking to her father on the phone.

    "Dad, Dad, when are you coming back?"

    "Zijing, Daddy's little baby, Daddy is on his way home. Your stuffy nose is better?"

    Chen Ruhua shook her head to calm down her heart.  My daughter caught a cold and asked for leave from the kindergarten, and the nanny was taking care of her.  Since she doesn't have to go to the cloud studio to stare at her rival this afternoon, she might as well play a good mother at home.

    Chen Ruhua showed a gentle smile, turned to look at the little sweetheart who called Chen Chengcheng.

    Ponytail Sheep didn't wait too long, and Yao Qingqing arrived in a hurry.

    She carried a small paper bag in her hand, and Ponytail Sheep glanced at it, and found that the paper bag contained a fried beef bun.

    "Did you bring it for me?" In the past few days, probably because of the colder weather, she was always attacked by hunger.

    "Mother's own. Why, you haven't had lunch yet?"

    The ponytail sheep tilted its head, revealing a sweet and silly smile: "Actually, it has already been eaten." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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